Chapter 311 On-Site Teaching

The VIPs in the VIP room were escorted down to the second floor one by one. Under the coercion of long guns and short cannons, they walked towards the huge stage of the Opera House with their hands on their heads. Only at this time can the generosity of the Wuni Opera House during the construction period be truly displayed. , the entire stage can accommodate an entire orchestra without feeling crowded.

The captain of the Omega team was standing in front of Shao Yifeng. He stretched out his hand to open the little fat man's eyelids, picked up a tactical flashlight and waved it over the pupils. After finding that the pupils were still responsive to light, he concluded that the entire opera house was unconscious. Like the fat man in front of him, they all fell into a shallow coma. As for the reason

The captain put away his tactical flashlight and picked up the sign with 66 written on the chair next to him. He then glanced at the dejected young mixed-race people who were filling up the stage one after another, and he probably had a guess in his mind. He was no stranger to this kind of scene. Although the mission said it was a charity trading party, it was actually an auction.

The Chicago Civic Opera House on Pennsylvania Road has the same venue every year. The captain has also attended. The qualification for admission is proof of one's own pedigree. The stronger the background pedigree, the better your position will be. At the auction, you will also be able to participate. They would play a little trick of "please close your eyes when it gets dark". Everyone tried their best to light up the golden eyes. Those who didn't know it thought it was a group of spotlights.

It's normal for mixed-race Golden Eyes to exert pressure, but if there are ordinary people mixed in at the scene, then this scene seems not difficult to understand. It's quite troublesome. Their actions this time should be acting as a cover-up for their employers. Prepared for 'Plan B', it is obvious that the employer does not want to use them unless it is absolutely necessary.

This group of them can only be considered as back-up preparations. The employer seemed to be worried about not letting them know the inside story of the charity gala, and strictly ordered them to stop the surveillance video of the infield. This also led to them not knowing exactly what happened at the charity gala. .

But are the organizers and these hybrids crazy? If you reveal your bloodline in front of a group of ordinary people, aren't you afraid that people from the 'Longwen Arbitration Committee' will come to your door?

Unless these guys are ruthless enough to kill all the ordinary people after the charity gala, that's another question, but there will probably still be people who make trouble for them, but they've just changed from one group to another.

But this was not something that the captain should be concerned about. He threw down the number 66. He looked away and checked the time on the mechanical watch, then looked down at Shao Yifeng, who had woken up due to the stimulation of the bright light. Mr. Shao opened his eyes and He saw a burly man in a black hood standing in front of him. Before he could scream like a woman, he was punched in the jaw. Two teeth flew out and he fell into a deep coma.

"Trouble." The captain frowned. Those who had been unconscious beforehand seemed to be showing signs of waking up due to their high-profile entrance. Many of the heartbeats captured by Kamaitachi had accelerated characteristics. The person should have woken up, but due to the current situation, he did not dare to open his eyes and could only continue to pretend to be asleep.

"B3, A6, C28" the captain reported many numbers one after another. The team members in the aisle immediately went to the corresponding seats, picked up the people who were pretending to sleep, and rushed them to the stage while begging for mercy.

"Each team, hurry up and confirm the password to find the employer. We still have three and a half minutes." The captain stepped on the back of the chair and stepped on it row by row until he jumped onto the stage. The escort of the people in the opera house began He tightened his grip, and under the lock of 'Kamaitachi' and 'Snake', it was impossible for anyone in the opera house to escape the intensity of the search. Anyone who dared to escape or ignite the golden eyes would be beaten into a sieve by the concentrated fire in an instant.

Just as the captain controlled the wind demon to hover in the huge inner field with his piercing eyes, all the dark corners were being scouted by the Kamaitachi. When his attention was widened to the entire field, he ignored the captives not far behind him in the darkness under the lamp. Whispers in the group.

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"What's going on now?" Wan Boqian asked in a low voice. She was sitting on the ground with her legs bent together. Most of the women at the scene were sitting like this. Forcibly squatting down would only ruin their expensive dresses. tear.

"The current situation is that I'm squatting and you're sitting." Beside her, Lin Nian, a super hybrid, 'S'-level specialist, and the ace of the execution department, was squatting obediently with his head in his arms, followed by those squatting next to him. There is also Chu Zihang. Their squatting postures and head-holding movements are the kind of standard models that make thugs feel at ease and want to give thumbs up and praise them.

"No, I mean, what's the situation now?" Wan Boqian was choked and a little suffocated. Several thugs with guns kept wandering around them. The muzzle of the gun in their hands and the position of the trigger when they touched it with their fingers were all very professional. , whenever someone in the crowd stood up, they had to lie down again immediately.

"I don't know, otherwise why would I be squatting here?" Lin Nian replied in a low voice, his eyes constantly falling on the thugs in the opera house, "And did I tell you that I have some explosive PTSD?"

Wan Boqian was stunned, and then understood what Lin Nian meant. It was because she didn't understand the situation that she stood still for the first time. But what happened when the ptsd exploded? Has the ‘S’ class been on the battlefield in the Middle East?

"Why don't you resist directly?" Chu Zihang asked in a low voice. He still had the S&W_M500 revolver in his waist belt. It was Chu Tianjiao's relic. In fact, he also had a Beretta 92F for him to choose from, but Lin Nian mentioned that Chu Tianjiao is a real man, and a real man should use a large-caliber pistol, so he also chose this revolver from the weapon box, which was more powerful than the Sand Eagle.

"The first lesson of the execution department is that before you kill someone, you must first know who you are killing." Lin Nian turned to look at Chu Zihang and explained, "Sometimes you start too quickly and create a corpse first. On the contrary, you will miss many things that are worse than the corpse." Useful information. During the mission, before my life was threatened, I tried to collect as much information as possible. I suffered a lot before the mission. I killed people first and then traveled a lot of wrong roads for information."

Chu Zihang nodded silently and remembered this little knowledge. Wan Boqian's eyelids twitched wildly on the side, wondering if this situation was the time for on-site teaching? If we have a gun put to our heads, doesn't it count as a threat to our lives?

"Uniform equipment, well-trained, and clearly assigned. They cannot be robbers and thugs who are improvised. There is no such native organization in the country. They can only be a team of mercenaries. It is impossible to specify which mercenaries are for the time being. I figured it out, but what is certain is that the captain's voice spirit is the 'Kama Itachi'. Someone in the team has a voice spirit that can extend communications. It is most likely a 'Light Year' or a 'Snake'." Lin Nian secretly observed each person's voice spirit. A mob analysis.

"Weasel?" Chu Zihang asked.

"Can't you notice it? Those little things in the air that disturb the airflow?" Lin Nian glanced at Chu Zihang, who shook his head slightly, but Wan Boqian on the side was a little horrified, and it was difficult to guess how sensitive the 'S' level was. At what level, you can actually observe the almost completely transparent Kama Itachi. These wind monsters are elves in the wind. Their flying will not make any sound. If Lin Nian didn't tell her, she would not realize that Kama Itachi, the word spirit, would have already Filled the entire space.

"He is the user of the Word Spirit." Lin Nian pointed to the captain in front of the stage who was controlling the audience. "All the wind monsters gather around him at a certain frequency, but as long as we are not monitored by the wind monsters, we The conversation is safe, if we want to take action soon, we have to kill him first."

Chu Zihang nodded and stared at the captain's back, but Lin Nian immediately blocked it with his hand: "Killing intent is a good thing. It can determine your determination to act cruelly, but remember not to do anything before doing it. Easily expose your murderous intent, hybrids inherit a certain sense of crisis from their bloodline, and this kind of 'instinct' is real to us."

"I'll give you an example." Lin Nian said, "Pay attention to the person at three o'clock."

Chu Zihang turned his head and saw a thug standing in the aisle about a hundred meters away with his sleeves rolled up to reveal tattoos. At this moment, his mouth under the hood was moving slightly, as if he was chewing gum, and his eyes were From time to time, he glanced at the entrance to the infield and the unconscious guests in the seats.

"Does he look defenseless?" Lin Nian said.

Chu Zihang nodded, but the next moment he suddenly discovered that a black shadow appeared behind the thug monitoring the entrance. His height and body shape were so familiar that it was Lin Nian himself!

When he saw the shadow's profile clearly, he instantly turned his head to look at him in horror, only to find that the boy beside him had disappeared at some point. Wan Boqian beside him was also a little stunned and did not realize what happened.

Behind the thug, Lin Nian appeared out of thin air and shook out a black dagger from his cuff. He pulled out a sword and put it against the thug's waist. His face was expressionless, and the thug didn't notice it at all. Death was almost close to his face. He breathed cold air against the back of his neck.

But just when a coldness appeared on Lin Nian's face and he was about to stab him, for a moment, the thug trembled as if he was in an ice cave. He suddenly pulled out the gun from his waist and turned around to take aim, but in front of his eyes, Only the walls covered with vine patterns were seen, and there was no trace of ghosts other than that.

"If you reveal your intention to kill, you run the risk of being discovered. The real efficiency and coldness is when the other party does not notice your intention to kill, your killing action has already been completed." Lin Nian said.

His voice appeared in the ears of Chu Zihang and Wan Boqian again. The boy in the middle of them squatted back at some point, still holding his head with his hands, while Chu Zihang looked into the distance and became suspicious. The highly nervous thug nodded thoughtfully.

"If you really want to kill someone you have to be like this." Lin Nian said.

After the words fell, it was still the thug. The familiar black shadow behind him appeared again. The boy between Wan Boqian and Chu Zihang disappeared out of thin air again and appeared a hundred meters away. There was no sign of movement, nor was there any sound or sound. Due to the airflow, the Kamaita controller ten meters in front of them didn't even notice that there was one less prisoner behind him.

Behind the thug, Lin Nian took out the dagger in his sleeve and threw it. He raised his left hand and pressed it on the thug's mouth and nose. The strong wrist force almost pressed the thug's nose and facial bones until they made a squeaking sound. Under the black hood, His golden eyes were about to burst. Making sure that the other party could not make any sound, Lin Nian naturally slit the other party's throat with a knife, then stabbed the other person's throat with the knife, and his heart was broken. He hugged the twitching body. He slowly leaned back and lay down on the steps of the aisle, using the seat to avoid other people's sight.

A sickle weasel flew over and captured the subtle sounds from their side, but before it was about to return to the host with the information, it was chopped into pieces by a sword light. The transparent skeleton of the ghost car bird was chopped to the ground. He was not discovered by anyone until his death.

"Do you understand?" Next to Chu Zihang, Lin Nian dismissed the "Floating Life" and returned to the stage between the two of them.

"I probably understand." Chu Zihang nodded silently.

Watching the boy disappearing and reappearing like a ghost, Wan Boqian swallowed and decided not to pay attention to what the other party wanted to do. No matter what Lin Nian had planned, this group of uninvited mercenaries in the opera house tonight would inevitably suffer. It's heavy.